Luyện nghe bài hát Gonorrhea

i am not a human, shout to all my men
Yeah they call me toon. i got bitches tuned in
Iits a crazy world, so i stay in line nd dont cross the line
Nigga stay in line, like welfare, im saint wear
Hotter then a devil, hell yeah
Rock a by baby, baby
Thats tear drops call me cry baby
what you talking bout, it to my 9's
Cut yah tongue out it to yah momss
im the young god, un-frod
Bitch im in the building you in the yard
a bitch nah betta yet a dumb broad
nd i bet i culd fuck the nd make it CUM hard
Yeah, yuh is washed up
nd im on you like too girls in 1 cup
Weezy Baby A.K.A bring the homee
Pull out a A-K nd pop yuh in yah bone
now die later motha Fucker
Yuh a bitch like By Data Mothaa fucker Y E A H

(Chorus) it how i see iit
Wish i neva met yuh i wanna be yah
Pussy ass nigga i dont want yah gonorrhea PA PA PA Pussy ass nigga idont yah gonorrhea x2

Man I'm so tired of I sleep a lot now
I'll let my goons rush ya (Russia) Moscow
gun at ya pow pow
man I hard even with 5 fouls
yeah we in this b-tch tampon's
dump ya in the now get ya camp on
choke hold around this cause I'm so hands on
I get high as and Polo sheets is what I land on
back the wall my two feet is what I stand on
diva in the room she blowin me just like a horn
Got her on her knees the same knees she be prayin' on
now she just text her girlfriend a capital, "You can join"
yeah, y'all wanna do I'm all ears
smoking on that band call that sh-t Paul Pierce
I'm just so ahead of my like dog years
bald like Solange, India Arie, Britney

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I aaaaaam, spending much more than I'm making on these and these vacations
is too much information?
I just a Lamborghini, I'm not even into racing
with a DashBoard full of tickets cuz I right by the station
I aaaaam, figure out why you so mad at me
yes I'm Young Money tell the magazine stop asking me
I be the dread with the tattoo's on his head
and a flag the red like a f-cking low battery (ok)
n-gga peep the I'm wylin' on
I be with baby momma, you be with your child at home
Big Mo, Big Red, two cups of styrofoam
big cheese big bread that sh-t Low calzone
I will break your f-cking collar
us the World better pick which side you on
Wayne got a Bugatti that he steady putting on
and we about to em C4 Mr Carters home.

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